at good-for-nothing came from. If he hadn't interfered, this seat would have taken the Sword Spirit under its wing no matter what!"Ye Bufan was repeatedly implicated without knowing what happened, and...Valentina dropped the subject, turning to the audience instead. "Today, we vampires have a momentous occasion to announce," she said, her voice ringing with excitement. "We've just welcomed a new prince into our ranks."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, everyone in the audience burst into cheers, their faces beaming with joy.

A while back, the Divine Court gained two Crimson Cardinals, putting immense pressure on the Dark World. Now, with a new Prince joining our ranks, the Blood Clan's strength has significantly increased. This is undoubtedly cause for celebration.

The entire palace was instantly filled with joy, even Valentina couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile.

"Now, I'd like to introduce you to our new prince of the blood clan."

Valentina reached out and pulled Si Tu Dian Mo closer, her face filled with joy and pride.

"Do not underestimate Lady Situ Dianmo just because she is a newly appointed Prince. Her strength surpasses any of you, making her the undisputed First Prince of the Blood Race."

As soon as she spoke, a strange expression flickered across the faces of several princes in the audience.

In the dark world, the blood race is absolutely the most proud one, especially the prince of the ruling family. Each person has their own pride.

Though they didn't dare to openly oppose the statement about the vampire queen, their attitude was very clear: they didn't agree.

Valentina seemed to see through their thoughts, smiling faintly and saying, "Disappointed Well, you can challenge me now and see if you're really up to the task."

As the vampire queen, Valentina was making a rare gesture. She had never before been willing to create a direct descendant using her own blood. The reason for such a significant sacrifice lay in her recognition of Si Tu Dian Mo's talent and potential.

Generally speaking, blood clans have powerful strength on their own, but their fighting methods are very single-minded, relying mainly on instinct and having no tricks to speak of.

But now things are different. As the direct descendant of the vampire queen, Si Tu Dian Mo's strength is in no way inferior to that of other princes.

And she possesses her previous memories, capable of combining the martial arts techniques of the Chinese martial world with her current powerful physique, unleashing unprecedented power. This is why Valentina calls her the first prince of the blood clan.

"Your Majesty, I challenge you."

Hearing this, a large bearded prince stood up from below the stage. It was Campbell, who had been ranked third before.

"Sure."

The Dark Race has always valued strength above all else and has never shied away from a challenge.

Valentina immediately approved, turning back to Si Tu Dian Mo and beckoning him with a hand. "Go on, show them what you're capable of."

"Yes!"

Sishu Dianmo responded with a sound and walked to the center of the main hall. Compared to before, his expression lacked a touch of elegance and had gained a hint of coldness.

She glanced at Campbell: “Go ahead!”

Then I won't be polite!

Campbell let out a roar, leaping into the air. His hands shot forward, one in front of the other, aiming to grab onto Situ Dianmo's neck.

As a veteran blood clan prince, his move this time was naturally earth-shattering. Even the air let out a sharp hiss, as if it were about to be torn apart by his attack.

While Si Tu Dian Mo stood there, his expression was serene and composed, as if he hadn't seen anything at all.

Seeing the two claws getting closer and closer to her delicate neck, she suddenly moved. Her hands shot forward, piercing directly between Campbell's grasping hands.

Then, he shook both sides with a tremor, using a move from the Chinese martial arts world called "Left and Right Plucking Flowers", directly shaking the opponent's two arms apart, and then slapped his chest with a heavy palm.

With a dull thud, Campbell was flung backwards before he even knew what had happened.

Fortunately, the vampire prince's defense was strong, so he wasn't seriously injured.

>Cassius's attack didn't cease. His figure flickered, like a shadow following him closely. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared before his opponent, then unleashed two palm strikes in rapid succession, hitting the target's chest one after another.

Campbell, who was once incredibly powerful, was now completely helpless. He was beaten like a punching bag, flying from left to right and right to left.

He was kicked to the ground and stepped on.

The entire stadium fell silent. Before anyone could react, Campbell was brutally crushed and utterly defeated.

Ye Bufan wasn't surprised by any of this. Normally, when Blood Races faced off against martial artists, they had the advantage in terms of physical strength and speed, which made up for their shortcomings in martial arts.

Now that Si Tu Dian Mo is also a Blood Clan Prince, possessing the same powerful physique and speed, after losing these advantages, what remains of these non-martial Blood Clans are only to be beaten.

"Your Majesty, I surrender."

Although Campbell was embarrassed, he had no choice. He was outmatched, and fighting on would only humiliate him further. In the end, he could only admit defeat.

"Alright, go back." Valentina waved him off, gesturing for him to return to his place. Then, turning her gaze to the audience below, she asked, "Who else has a problem"

This time, it was a tall and thin middle-aged man who stood up. Although he looked quite gentlemanly, his whole body exuded a powerful aura.

He was once the most powerful of the Blood Clan Princes — Ashanach.

"Please enlighten me!"

Assange, like a gentleman, appeared polite and courteous. However, after witnessing Si Tu Dian Mo's skills, he showed no hesitation, launching a punch first.

Compared to Campbell just now, he is faster and his physique is more robust.

But this advantage of his was not enough to make up for the gap between him and Si Tu Dian Mo. After only two moves, he was kicked in the chest and retreated seven or eight meters.

Now everyone present was secretly astonished. This was the most powerful prince of the blood clan before, second only to the vampire queen.

Compared to Campbell, Assange was much smarter. Realizing he wasn't a match for him in hand-to-hand combat, he leaped into the air and transformed into a gigantic bat, its wings spread wide, blotting out the sun.

Fighting in this manner, like Situ Point Ink, is advantageous for a more integrated approach.

With a shriek, Assange launched himself into the air, his razor-sharp claws striking in rapid succession.

But he still underestimated Situ Point Ink, who possessed the strength of a prince. The opponent simply vanished in a flash, making all his attacks miss.

Right now, Situ Dianmo appeared beneath his feet. He reached out and grabbed the two claws behind him, then kicked out with both legs in a continuous chain, striking his abdomen with full force.

"Oh!"

Although Assange was physically strong, he couldn't withstand such a heavy barrage of blows. A wave of pain, like the ocean churning, surged through his abdomen.

Then he was picked up by Situ and slammed to the ground with force.

"Uh…"

Now all the other princes and dukes were completely dumbfounded. At this moment, everyone agreed with the Vampire Queen's words. This woman, although she had just entered the ranks of the princes, was definitely the strongest among them all.

Valentina looked at the crowd with a slight smile. "Well Anyone else have something to say"

Below, the audience members looked at each other nervously, unconsciously shrinking their necks.

What a joke, even Julian Assange, the first prince, got crushed like that, they'll only get beaten up if they go up there.

For a moment, the entire palace was silent. Then, suddenly, someone stepped forward and said, "I'll give it a try!"

Everyone turned their heads to see, it was Prince Orajwang.e you afraid of As a disciple of the Ninth Peak, even if you're beaten to death, you can't be scared to death..."The crowd buzzed with discussion, but Ye Bufan waved his hand, and the scene immediatel...